My life will be a very dangerous one; more dangerous than being a slaver, and yours more so until you get trained."I'm going to get cleaned up and get...my horses ready. Meri, you have until I'm ready to leave to make your choice. If you have a question, just ask Grandma Kira." I stood and looked at the assembled women. Seeing Kira standing there with a shocked expression, I waved to her and asked her to help me with the horses."Kira," I started when we got to the barn, "what I said earlier was. I resumed thrusting, more like pounding away at her ass, as squirt after squirt of my thick hot cum sprayed out of my cock and landed deep in her tight climaxing little ass. I hadn´t had a cum this good in a long time. Yea, there was just something special about anal sex, and being in a woman s ass. I heard her moans turn to more of a shriek as she too began to cum. Finally, I collapsed on top of her just as her orgasm was subsiding. Neither of us spoke for, we just lay there, my cock still. The party was on Friday and Andy me and Jon were told we weren’t allowed anywhere near the party (something to do with it being against Ann Summers rules) we had to go down the pub. We sat in the pub imagining what was going on back at the house so we went through a couple of scenes and tried to imagine the most kinky things we could like Jo-Anne licking out her best friend Gemma’s cunt who allegedly was hairier than Jo-Anne’s, also we imagined “Wide Wendy” the slapper from the council estate. Doc had his eyes shut tight and his hat was pulled down low over his forehead covering most of his face. His rail thin frame hinted at his illness that had plagued him and drove him to move to a dryer climate in the great Southwest. His inclination towards violence was a shadow on his personality ever since the Civil War and he would much rather meet his maker because of a brutal gun fight rather than cough his way out of this world like some weak sister with no other option.Hilda was still.